#apocalyptic

Mortimer had maxed three credit cards stocking the cave with canned goods and medical supplies and tools and everything a man needed to live through the end of the world. There were more than a thousand books along shelves in the driest part of the cave. There used to be several boxes of pornography until Mortimer realized that he'd spent nearly ten days in a row sitting in the cave masturbating. He burned the dirty magazines to keep from doing some terrible whacking injury to himself. ↗

— Victor Gischler

#funny #funny

She loves dogs. And in time, who knows, maybe she would even have ended up loving the type of dogs who eat other small dogs for lunch. -- Leslie McNeill ↗

— Richard Finney

#alpha-male #apocalyptic #contemporary #extraterrestrials #paranormal

...because of the foulness of her mother's emotional river, a current which ran swift, changing its path without warning... ↗

— Tamara Rose Blodgett

#descriptive-prose #dystopia #from-review #paranormal-romance #post-apocalyptic

What were you thinking when Trevor had that gun to your head?” “That I was going to die.” I said sounding too sarcastic to actually cover up that I was thinking something much different. “Well, I know that…but when you heard him start to pull the trigger your face changed. I watched it as I pulled the trigger on him.” He said his body still tense against mine. “I was thinking why the hell you hadn’t saved me yet.” “Sure you were. That’s not what I saw in your face.” He noted as his body relaxed. I turned to look at him again and our faces were barely an inch apart. “Then you know what I was thinking, so why are you asking? ↗

— Cassandra Giovanni

#in-between-seasons #post-apocalyptic #ya-dystopian #ya-romance #change

We'd stared into the face of Death, and Death blinked first. You'd think that would make us feel brave and invincible. It didn't. ↗

— Rick Yancey

#apocalypse #cassie #death #fiction #horror

Robert Neville looked out over the new people of the earth. He knew he did not belong to them; he knew that, like the vampires, he was anathema and black terror to be destroyed. And, abruptly, the concept came, amusing to him even in his pain. ... Full circle. A new terror born in death, a new superstition entering the unassailable fortress of forever. I am legend. ↗

— Richard Matheson

#post-apocalyptic #richard-matheson #sci-fi #sf-masterworks #death

Night came and fell hard. Not like God drawing a blanket over our land But like someone snuffing a candle. Sudden and total. Out—just like that. Now we are waiting. Waiting in the dark To see if someone Will switch on the light. We can cower, We can fear, We can get lost together or Get lost alone. But the truth is: I am the light. You are the light. We are lit up together. We are silhouettes of sunlight cast against the night. Shining now, let us Shining, hold the light, Shining, so that our families Can find us. Shining. ↗

— Emmy Laybourne

#family

Great, so now we don’t just have to worry about my family.” I said looking up at the sky. “You said we didn’t have to worry about them.” “I hope to God not.” He shook his head. “You’re a strange duck.” “Quack.” I said rolling my eyes. ↗

— Cassandra Giovanni

#in-between-seasons #post-apocalyptic #ya-dystopian #ya-romance #family

She sticks to the rules, because it's all she's got. It's like her feelings dried up and they were replaced with a pile of useless laws. Like my appendix. Don't know what I need it for, but it's still there. ↗

— Monica Valentinelli

#zombies #zombies-life #life

If I didn't love so damn hard I wouldn't have someone to risk my life for. ↗

— Leslie Lee Sanders

#dystopian-fiction #erotic-romance #gay-romance #mm #post-apocalyptic